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Although a group of people are frightened, they are looking for treasures on the bridge as if they are looking for treasures.

Although most of these things are damaged, they are still rare treasures.

Even Cui Yu has an extra pair of slightly damaged inner armor in his hands, although Cui Yu thinks that his body is strong, but this is also a life-saving thing.

A group of people swept all the way over, and half a day's work was only a hundred zhang away.

In the end, no one got a treasure, so they let go of the speed and moved forward.

"Hey, why do you feel a little cold!"

A celestial figure walking in front shouted.

You must know that they are all martial artists in the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, and they have long been immune to cold and heat, and they are even more heavenly and human, which can make them feel cold, which really shocks everyone.

When they stopped, they realized that they had come to a strange place.

It is like an invisible barrier that divides the stone bridge into two worlds.

It's getting colder in the front, and there's nothing in the rear.

"Stop, be careful!" Cui Yu asked the troops to stop first, it was very strange here, the strong were strewn corpses, and no one knew what danger lay ahead.

"Come back first!" Cui Yu shouted.

The few celestials at the front nodded and stepped back, only to find that there seemed to be an invisible wall, blocking the way, making it impossible for the celestials in front to return.

But those in the rear can enter it without hindrance.

Cui Yu frowned, this kind of method can only be seen in mythology.

This is not a formation, Cui Yu can be sure, after all, the so-called formation is just Qimen gossip, plus its magic means. Cui Yu checked carefully, and there was no trace of the formation that he could find.

There are five celestial people trapped, and they look nervous, this place is so weird that people can't feel safe.

"Forward, look ahead. In the end, the five people still couldn't get out, and they decided to go up and have a look to have a little life.

When the five people walked out of Baizhang, there was a sudden snow on the bridge, but outside the bridge deck, there was no change.

A little more weird.

The wind and snow became heavier and heavier, and the figures of the last five people disappeared into the wind and snow.

Cui Yu and the others waited quietly, and they agreed to come back in half a day no matter what was ahead.

But a day passed, and the five were still nowhere to be seen.

They are already more than lucky, this is a guess that everyone has affirmed in their hearts.

"Retreat!" said the Celestial wanted to retreat.

Although the five celestials were not masters of decision-making, three of them were also masters of refining qi and transforming gods, but they disappeared without a word.

This made everyone fear the future.

Cui Yu didn't stop it, but it was impossible for them to retreat.

They didn't know when, but the fog rose again, engulfing the bridge deck behind them, hazy.

However, compared to the fear of not knowing the front, they came here safely from the rear and felt that the rear should be safe.

More than a dozen celestials who were determined to quit walked into the fog.

But in half an hour, there were more than a dozen frightened screams in the fog, and finally calmed down.

Everyone looked at the fog, and before long, multiple black figures were faintly visible in the fog.

"It's dry bones!" exclaimed a celestial.

A black shadow was too close to the edge of the fog, revealing a trace of figure, which was clearly seen by several celestial mining slaves.

"Dry bones alive?" there was a commotion in the crowd.

This is a game-changer for them.

In their cognition, when people die, they are gone, and the so-called ghosts and demons are all false.

But today, to hell with them.

Only Cui Yu is very calm, he is the owner of the purgatory copper furnace, he has not seen demons, but ghosts are not uncommon, and even he has a ghost general who should accompany the burial soil at this time.

In the fog, dry bones appeared and disappeared, and there seemed to be some restriction that prevented them from getting out of the fog.

Now everyone is in a dilemma.

Life and death lie ahead, and there is an unknown fear. There were many ghosts in the rear, and dry bones were looming, and more than a dozen celestial masters could not even hold out for a quarter of an hour in the fog.

Whether to move forward or to fight into the fog, all the celestials have no idea.

However, no one hated Cui Yu because of this, after all, this road was chosen by themselves, before coming in, Cui Yu had told them that there was a big terror here, even a dead end, but they still followed.

"It's them!" exclaimed the celestials.

Just now, several black shadows appeared on the edge of the fog, and some of them were clearly revealed, which were the dozen or so celestial beings who had entered the fog before.

Their eyes were hollow, their bodies were stained with blood, and the skin on their faces began to rot, as if they had been dead for a long time.

This seems to be a signal, in the fog, there are more and more black shadows, densely and constantly revealing figures.

It was as if they wanted to get out of the fog.

It's just that there are unknown shackles that trap them and keep them from getting out.

"Have you noticed that the fog is getting closer and closer to us?" Zhu Long said with a frown.

He is a strong person who practices the gods and returns to the void, and his observation is keen, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

The fact that the fog was close to them was that Cui Yu didn't even notice it, because the fog was weak in distance, and the images of dry bones flashing from time to time attracted them all the time, so they didn't notice it.

Cui Yu looked at the windy and snowy world in front of him, and then at the ghostly fog behind him, and finally decided to move on.

The celestials here are not mediocre hands, and they are all masters of the sect who can sit in the mortal world, but after entering the fog, there is no support for a quarter of an hour, and now they are only forty or fifty people, even if there is Zhu Long, a strong man who practices the gods and returns to the void, it still can't change anything.

Besides, no one can know what the strength of these ghosts is.

Moreover, the fog was waving forward, and although it was slow, it always came to them and enveloped them.

So, only to move on.

Moreover, Cui Yu had a feeling that if they stepped into the fog, none of them would be alive.

It seems that the appearance of this fog is to keep them moving forward and cut off the way they left.

At this time, they are like donkeys, and the fog behind them is a whip, spurring them on.

Everyone knows that they have no way out, most of them have a low status among the previous tribes, and they rarely make decisions, so although they are very strong, they lack courage in this kind of issue.

With Cui Yu as the backbone, they took it to heart and followed behind Cui Yu.

They are afraid of death, but they have already experienced that life is worse than death, and death does not make them so afraid.

A group of people made up their minds, and without hesitation, they followed Cui Yu and stepped into the invisible wall.

It's cold.